Skyshell101

Hello. My name is Alexis. I am an circus elephant. No, more than that. I am a simple tool. And this is the story of how I died. Perhaps I should start at the beginning, or at least as close to the beginning as I remember... I was just 3 years old. My twin, Hope, being torn from me for the first time. Our cries. Our struggles. Their hooks, sunk into our ears. Their chains, restraining our feet. Later, Echo, our mother, would caress us gently with her trunk, reassuring us until it all seemed like a bad dream. Even later, it happened again and again, until we learned how to do what they wanted. But that moment, there was only terror, sadness, c

Big Brown Eyes:    Big brown eyes    Looking into mine    Seeing a real mirror    For the first time What Nobody Can See:    What nobody can see    Just feels more right, more me    Than any human could be. The Shift:    Slowly, I begin to shift.    Between you and me,    There forms a rift.    On its own,    My mind starts to drift.    Slowly, I end the shift. Alone:    I feel hollow.    Going places.